If you look deeply enough into anything, you will see everything.
The motion in the stillness, the health within the illness.
The simplicity in complexity, the you within the me.
We are cut from the same cloth, woven by threads of love.
The same love that ushers us into and out of this world, and holds us tenderly in our moments of need.
Meeting this moment, I see the breath in all things, the potential of even seemingly inert objects to transform again and again.